Epilogue
Adira
Four Months Later
I smooth my apron. Jules had had it made special for me; the fabric is covered in tiny wolves. Glancing at the clock, I straighten the tray with the tarot decks, before I glance at the small crowd outside the door.
“Are you going to unlock the door, hooker?”
I sigh as I look at Myla. She raises her red eyebrows. “What? They’re all waiting. The first satellite store of Raven and Rook! This is incredible. Even if I have to lose you to those damn wolves.”
I lean my head on her shoulder. “You’re not losing me, bitch. It’s not even a day trip away. We’re in contact like a billion times a day.”
She crosses the open space and flips the ‘open’ sign and throws the lock. Myla grins her professional smile at the crowd as she bellows, “Come in! All your witchy and coffee needs are filled here!”
But she throws me a spicy look as she says ‘filled’ and I feel myself blush. I shake my head and turn to the espresso machine.
“A large iced, almond milk, caramel macchiato please,” the voice rumbles.
My head pivots, shocked to see my alpha Corbin standing there, hands in his black jeans pockets, leather jacket loose, a tiny smile on his face.
“How long have you been waiting outside?” I blurt, as a tiny grin creeps up my face.
“Not long,” he says, running his hand through his long, loose hair. As he does, his jacket rides up and I catch a glance of the moon tattoo, a raven flying across it. Our pack tattoo; one I based on Gael’s mug that he made for me.
Bullshit on the not long nonsense. Folks started lining up hours ago. I grin silently as I make his drink. When I turn to hand it to him, he asks. “So, uhhh, do you have a love spell around here?”
My face drops even as his hand touches mine as I hand him his drink. “Cor, I do love you. You don’t need magic for that…”
He shrugs, eyes dancing away as he sips his drink. “I mean… I just want my little witch to let me take her while I’m in fur. I assumed a love spell might help…”
A shiver runs through me. A shifted fuck? I don’t know… well… maybe.
I grin at him. “What does the rest of Silverthorn think about this?” I ask pertly.
His eyes dance, though his usually-somber face doesn’t reveal anything. “Oh, they’re on board.”
I turn my back, starting to fill an order that Myla had hollered. “Fine, I suppose, alpha,” I say quietly.
I hear his pleased purr, though I honestly can’t be sure if it’s what I said or our incredible coffee.
It’s nearly a week later when things, namely our various schedules, and my RA, work out. But I’m ready. I think I am anyway.
I’ve seen their wolves. Actual wolves, huge things, much bigger than I was expecting, their intelligence shining through their eyes.
But Eli had explained that ‘shifted sex’ was actually half-shifted. Humanoid wolves. Wolf-men, if you will. It’s where so many of the werewolf stories actually came from.
I snort at that as I drop my skirt. I love the idea that humans were terrified of werewolves because they saw them when they were trying to get laid.
I climb onto the huge couch in the den. It’s one of those big sectionals, and where the guys told me to be waiting.
I tug off my bralette. Gael had been so amused by mine, that I had ordered a bunch more. Way more comfortable than any underwire shit, anyway.
My hand slips between my legs, slowly rubbing at my clit.
I shift my hips. Maddox had put me over his lap this afternoon and inserted that huge butt plug.
Wanted his baby girl ready for his knot, he had told me.
He had petted and purred and encouraged me as I—only partially faking—whimpered about how big it was.
The door opens and all five of them pile in. I’m struck by their beauty, and I struggle to focus on the details as I look between them.
They stand on two feet, now probably over eight feet in height, entire bodies covered in fur. Tails swish, low and gently. Except for Eli’s… his wags. I grin at that as I take in the wolf, his white marking nearly non-visible against the blonde.
Their eyes are all on me. I slowly spread my legs, fingers still slowly working myself.
Whines. Corbin’s ears pin back, his almost-black fur silky looking.
I look down Maddox’s furred, broad chest to see something shift.
Slowly, emerging from his fur, is a large, dripping, painfully-swollen, pinkish cock.
Its tip is very pointed, and the knot looks thicker to the sides, like two separate areas that swell, as opposed to their ‘human’ knots, which are more even.
My body clenches, and Gael drops to all fours, licking his jaws. He walks forward, inhaling hard before starting to pant. His red fur is gorgeous.
“Can… Can you speak?” I ask quietly. In full wolf form, they cannot.
“Yes,” emerges a growl from Julian, his black fur practically iridescent.
A long wide tongue licks me from my ass to my belly. I gasp, looking down at Gael, who gives me a wolfish grin.
“I’m going last,” growls Mads. “Leave that plug in,” he orders.
Gael starts to eat my pussy like he was starved. He’s always like that though. Like he can’t get enough of me. I love it.
Corbin stalks forward. “We’re going to run a train on you, little witch. One after the other.”
My eyes flutter closed, both from his hot words and from Gael’s attentions.
Suddenly, I’m lifted, moved, and I realize I’m now bent over the arm of the couch, ass up.
Purrs.
Furry arms land on the couch over me. I feel a wet cock slide up and down my crack, over the plug and then back down, dropping between my legs to rub at my clit. I groan, raising my hips.
“Tail up,” Corbin snarls over me, his chest fur tickling my back. I hear him lick his jaws as my head turns to see Gael mounting Eli on the floor. Oh shit.
I lift myself higher. Corbin’s tongue drags up the side of my face. “Think we’ll give you pups tonight?” he asks roughly. A shiver drops through me. “I want my Luna swollen with my young,” he growls.
They had warned me that there would be much talk of this tonight. It’s an instinct thing, and being half-shifted brings it out more. But they promised me they were still taking their infertility pills. The idea had definitely both got me incredibly horny, and a bit curious as well.
“Breed me, alpha,” I purr quietly.
Snarls from all of them, and a cock shoved in me, are what that little line I had picked up from a werewolf romance book, earned me. Gonna remember that trick.
I moan, thighs trying to spread, but Corbin’s legs frame mine and I can’t open up more. He fucks me roughly, immediately, and I moan, arching my back.
Eli’s whimpers draw my attention and I look over again. He’s kind of squatting, tail curled to the side, as he gets railed hard. His pretty blue eyes meet mine and he gives me a wolfy smile.
A huge hand lands over the side of my head, pinning me in place as Cor gives me his cock even harder. His knot pops in and out, roughly, but it stimulates everything, my body lighting up.
Suddenly, it feels like I’m going to pee.
“Oh no,” I cry out, “Stop, please, I need to pee!”
“No,” Corbin snarls. He pants. “Red?”
I hesitate and at my silence, he says “I don’t care if you piss, omega.”
Oh, holy shit. I don’t even know what to do with that statement.
“Yer not gonna pee, bird,” Gael pants out over the sounds of his body working in and out of Eli’s. “Yer gonna squirt.”
Oh no. I open my mouth to say that might be worse, when the last pop of Cor’s knot does it. Wetness squirts from me, more than I’d have thought possible, as I cum hard, deep, the pleasure radiating differently.
Purrs and praise from all of my alphas. Even as I feel Corbin’s knot swell, a tongue runs up my thigh.
“Fuck, her cum tastes so good,” Jules snarls and resumes licking up my mess.
I feel Corbin’s seed filling my womb.
“I want you pregnant,” he snarls through his pleasure. He pumps in and out of me shallowly as he releases more seed into me. More than I think I’ve ever felt from one of my alphas. Shifted thing? I think tiredly.
His paw lifts off my face and I breathe slowly.
I yelp when pressure is placed on the plug in my ass.
Corbin slips his deflated knot out of me, his cum following.
Jules is there to lick it up though. My face pinks.
So, I take mental stock of things, I like anal, and cum-play, I have a Daddy kink, I squirt, I like breeding, and one of my alphas might be into water play? This is really some next-level shit.
Suddenly, a cock is shoved in my pussy. I turn, seeing Julian’s hazel eyes looking down at me. “Ready for the next of your alphas, princess?”
Yes, I fucking am.
The End